This is a nearly infinite world. Sometimes I get quite bogged down in bullshit minutia and forget that. But, then I go home and look at my walls, covered with maps peppered with pins marking all the places I’ve been and the places from which I’ve gotten postcards, making them places I have to go. From tiny Hot Springs, Arkansas to huge Canada to sparse Utah to dense Japan. And they make me remember that for every step I’ve taken, there are 1,000 I haven’t. And that wanderlust is good. It’s something I need to hang onto, save for, and act upon when given the chance.
I wish I could say here that I’ve decided to move to the wilderness to report on ecological peculiarities, or that I’ve been asked to study patterns of pedestrians in a packed urban area. But I’m still here in Memphis, in the same old computer chair. Generating maps on bighugelabs.com of where I’ve been and where I’ve got to go. But hey, sometimes a visual reminder is just the kick in the ass we need.
I’ve Gotten Postcards from These Places, I Will Go Here ASAP:
And I’ve Been Here, But These Countries Deserve a Second Look:
